An Incarcerated Truth
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Poetry
Belief in a future, they do persist
For everyone has the right to exist
But in my mind, for myself I despair
My life and potential, I am aware
Faces barriers, they say are deserved
‘Til death's how long I will truly serve
I have no ability to repent
When I have everlasting punishment
What more can I do with this useless breath
Still I do mourn the loss of her caress
Her strength failed when she turned her back on me
Replacing love with hate so callously
My light, my hope, asunder is now torn.
I wither away beneath the world's scorn.
Belief in a future, they do persist
For everyone has the right to exist
But in my mind, for myself I despair
My life and potential, I am aware
Faces barriers, they say are deserved
‘Til death's how long I will truly serve
I have no ability to repent
When I have everlasting punishment
What more can I do with this useless breath
Still I do mourn the loss of her caress
Her strength failed when she turned her back on me
Replacing love with hate so callously
My light, my hope, asunder is now torn.
I wither away beneath the world's scorn.
‘Love is Rebuilding My Life’
By Phillip
There’s irony, hypocrisy, fallacy, a vast ocean of distance to cross. The “saint”, the “sinner”, it’s lunacy, that the ignorant could save the lost.
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ISSUE NO. 22
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2 MIN READ
Methfairytale
By Karie
I’m not belle of the ball, not the very least, but we have something in common, I’m in love with a beast. But the beast is not a person but a drug that I call meth, I’ve been talking to myself for hours, I’m running out of breath.
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ISSUE NO. 22
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1 MIN READ
Art From Inside
By Lanie
Our team was blown away by this beautiful painting.
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